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November 03, 2011

I'll be late if I will.

I heard a knock around 9:15 this morning. Jenn popped her head in my room said “hey! Are you ready to go?”

In a haste I dropped the small container I was holding and rushed to my computer to sit down. “Uh, no, I .. uh, you can go catch the subway first… “ I said while shuffling the papers around on my desk. “I’ll meet you in class because I finished my homework kind of late… so I’m still trying to gather all my stuff together. “

If T and M were here, they would say both say two words.

Bull Shit.

First of all, I had finished my homework two days ago

Second, I was holding my eyeshadow.. container.

What exactly makes me so self conscious at the fact that I am grooming myself remains an enigma still after so long. But that is another story.

Graduate school is definitely much more demanding and time consuming. Endless amount of papers, readings tests, meetings… and it does wear me out to a certain extent. But every Thursday, no matter how little sleep I get the night before, I would force my lazy soul to wake up 10 minutes before I usually do, and dress well for class. I guess it’s a treat to celebrate the onset of my weekend… of more studying.